Page 34 of Beauty Of Her

The elevator dinged, and we broke apart, laughing as we stumbled into the hallway and made our way to the room, swiping the room card against the censor. Julia turned to face me, gazing at me through heavy lids as we entered the dimly lit space. The tension between us cackled as Julia shoved me against the wall, her hands traveling down my chest. She leaned in and kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. I never let a woman take control, but tonight, I’d let Julia take whatever she needed. I wanted her to use me. To use my body to find her deepest pleasure and release. I was here to please her. I didn’t even care about having an orgasm. I just needed to see Julia come and watch her surrender to her desires. Julia pulled away from the kiss, her lips swollen and red. She threw a seductive smile before moving nimbly to the bed, pulling me along with her. I was lost in the moment, my senses on high alert.

She moved away, crawling onto the mattress, fully clothed. To be honest, it was fucking sexy. I was completely under Julia’s spell. Maybe it was her sophistication, the fact she came up with a story. She was anything but simple, and the layers I yearned to learn about called for me to stay and be patient. The idea made me want to drop to my knees and worship the ground she walked on. Julia unbuttoned the first three buttons of her white shirt, exposing skin I needed to run my tongue over.

“What are you doing?” I struggled to speak as my pulse roared in my ears.

“I thought you wanted to get to know me better.” Julia leaned back on her heels; those jeans painted perfectly to her body, and I was ready to rip them off. She licked her bottom lip as her eyes cascaded down my body, and my hard cock begged to be freed.

I smirked, sauntering to the bed while Julia remained still. She reached for my shirt, but I swatted her fingers away, and my hands took over, peeling away all my clothes until I was naked. Her breath hitched, taking in my body. Under her fiery gaze, my dick leaked precum, and I knew once she laid a finger on me, I’d be ready to throw her down and fuck her into tomorrow. I moved in, grinding my body against hers. “I do want to get to know you better. And we’re getting there.” My breath coated her lips, but I wouldn’t give her my kiss yet.

“I barely know anything about you,” she whispered.

“That’s going to change.” I smiled against her mouth. Julia moaned as I cupped her center, applying just enough pressure. It was hot as hell, and I needed to sink into her warmth soon before I lost my mind.

I ran my hands down her body, tugging at the hem of her shirt, and she raised her arms, letting me undress her. I bent down and kissed her stomach in a slow pass as Julia’s chest heaved. My hands roamed freely, easing her jeans down her thighs, and she lifted herself so I could slide off the rest of her clothes.

“What is it you want to know?” I said between kisses.

“Do you have any siblings?” Julia threw her arms around my neck, locking me in, and straddled my lap. If I moved an inch, I’d be inside her.

“Nope. Only child.” I dipped my head, taking a pebbled nipple into my mouth, and sucked. Julia threw her head back, letting a moan slip through her lips before I engulfed her mouth into another tongue-twirling, exploratory embrace. “What else?”

“Are you close with your parents?” Julia panted as one hand slipped between her legs and danced through her wet, dripping folds. Fuck, fuck, fuck, my mind screamed.

“We’re not talking about my parents now.” I rolled her clit around with my index finger, releasing a strangled whimper from Julia.

Julia grabbed my head and pulled us back together. Her kiss was demanding and punishing, marking me as hers. “How many women have you slept with?”

I tensed. Was this really necessary when we were seconds from joining our bodies? “Julia.” I pulled back, my hands stilling around her hips. She leaned in, nipping at my bottom lip. “Why does it matter?”

“I wonder about your playboy ways.” Julia raked her nails across my chest, down my abdomen, and stopped short of my dripping cock. I needed her hands on me soon, or else I’d go crazy. “Sometimes I have a hard time when I overthink things.”

“If you want to feel something hard, move your hands an inch lower.” I pressed my forehead against Julia’s, releasing a shaky breath. She grabbed my throbbing erection, and I nearly came on the spot. “Fuck, babe.”

“Just tell me the number.” Her slow, tortuous strokes had me melting literally in the palm of her hand.

“I don’t know. At least fifty,” I admitted, swallowing and hoping Julia wouldn’t take her hand off me.

“I don’t believe you.” Julia extended her neck and kissed me on the lips, her tongue dancing across the crease of my mouth.

“I honestly don’t know,” I sighed, the rush of defeat pooling in my stomach, no less staying iron-hard in Julia’s hand. “Hundreds.”

“That many?” She raised an eyebrow. Julia cocked her head, studying my face. Her expression changed, no longer one of fiery lust. She looked at me with furrowed brows and tight lips. Her hand tightened around my cock, causing more precum to pool out before she released me and stood at the foot of the bed.

I rubbed my hands against my eyes, knowing we had just gone from hot to lukewarm quickly. I sat up, pulling a pillow over my cock, and managed to get a grip on myself fast enough to hear Julia start to speak. “Look, I should have asked these questions before we were like this.” Julia motioned between our naked bodies and continued. “But I need to know. Am I just another number to you? Because if I am, then we should stop now.”

I frowned, realizing Julia still didn’t understand how she quickly became special to me. There was no trust in her heart because of fucking Peter. But for now, I had to try and show her. I edged toward the end of the bed, still holding the pillow over my erection, because something about having a serious conversation with my cock bouncing off my thigh seemed insincere. “Julia. If I wanted to just simply fuck you, I would have done that and be done with you in New York. I’m here with you now because you mean something to me. We just met, but you must believe me when I say you’re different. You’re refreshing.”

Julia crossed her arms, covering her supple breasts, and rolled her eyes, hiding a smile.

“Seriously, look at me when I’m telling you this.” I reached my hand for her, waiting. “You’re special. And this isn’t just sex. You’re not just another number.” I dropped my eyes briefly before lifting them to meet her longing, dark gaze. “Why don’t we enjoy tonight? And I promise we’ll figure out the rest. Can you trust me on that?”

She paused, but her eyes told me Julia was still with me. “Okay. I can do that.” She took my outstretched hand and slid onto the bed. I tossed the pillow and turned to Julia. Her bare legs hit mine and straddled me, steering straight for my lips and kissing me hard.

I grabbed her ass, lifted her off me, and slammed her onto the bed, laying her flat on her back for my eyes to feast on her beauty. “Just for the record,” I said, between kisses along her jawline. “I think tonight was a great step in getting to know each other.”

Julia turned her face so our lips brushed. “Just shut up and fuck me.”

And that was exactly my plan. Except, I wouldn’t just shut up. I needed Julia to hear this. “You know what else I like?” I slid my hand between Julia’s legs, and she writhed against my palm, releasing a small moan. “I like looking at this face while I fuck you. Seeing the pleasure wash over your body as I make you come.” My hard cock brushed against her pussy, and I squeezed my eyes closed as power surged in my groin. Her scent was so warm and welcoming, with just a hint of her arousal. “And I know what I want to do first.” Pushing my thumb into her mouth, I watched Julia instinctively suck on it, making the blood rush to my ears, hearing my pulse pounding against my eardrum. Julia’s chest heaved, matching my rhythm. She spread her legs wider, giving me more room to maneuver. I knelt between her legs, tugging her thighs apart by the knees as Julia raised them up, granting access to crawl on top of her, and pressed my face against her wet entrance. Julia arched her back when my tongue dragged across her clit and then again. Her entire body shook, her stomach clenched from the tickling pleasure as she gripped the sheets around her head. Her breathing intensified, and I applied my lips to the most sensitive area of her pussy, surrounding the engorged bundle of nerves, sucking.

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